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Storm Cloud Smiles	By : Hnoss Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 901 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Storm Cloud Smiles
Flora_Winters
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII or Crisis Core and I’m not making any money here either. I do believe Final Fantasy VII is one of the best video games ever to me made and anyone who has the balls to disagree with the AWESOME that is ME will be all smitey-smoted by my lovely Knights of the Round.
Summary: Sometimes the dead simply do not stay where he thought he didn’t bury them. A ghost story which haunts windswept halls and beyond time. MM, Strong Language, Violence, Cloud-Zack, Cloud-Genesis, Cloud-Sephiroth, Cloud-Vincent, Genesis-Sephiroth
Chapter Seven: Let’s Talk Destruction
Cloud stood in his room, staring out the third story window. All that was left of the Shin-Ra Mansion was ruins, ash and lots of rolling smoke. There wasn’t a damn thing left in the place, especially secret journals about how a certain somebody had been manufactured from the cells of some psychotic calamity which fell from the sky however many thousands of years ago . He had made absolutely sure of it. There was no way for Sephiroth to find out about his past unless the guy heard it straight from the horse’s fat mouth and that horse was soon going to be a very dead horse.
“How do you know all of this?” A cold and distant voice asked him from behind. “How could you possibly know everything there is to know about me?”
“I told you already,” Cloud answered, turning around in the darkness to look at his crimson eyed friend. “Some man…some beautiful man sent me back through time to…to change things…to set everything right.”
He truly was happy he’d been able to remember Vincent in his madness. If not, the dark headed man would be one crispy and very much dead experiment.
He took out his Odin Materia he’d taken from the mansions second story safe after he had kicked some monster ass. This little orb was the reason the Shin-Ra Mansion was no longer a mansion.
“Are you drunk?” Vincent asked.
“No,” Cloud told him, crossing his arms over his chest, squeezing the Odin Materia in his palm. “Alcohol doesn’t make me drunk. In fact, it tastes really good and it fuels my magic. Alcohol makes me stronger in that respect.”
“Did you drink before you blew the place up?” Vincent asked, cocking his dark head to the side, peering at him with those glowing red eyes.
Cloud shook his head. “No. I did all that without drinking.”
“I see,” Vincent said, turning his moth white face away. He looked like a statue that had been carved from pure alabaster. “Why didn’t you just let me die in that blaze?”
“Because I knew you would be in that room,” Cloud replied. “And I figured you would very much like to join me in my crusade against Shin-Ra.”
Vincent’s eyes seemed to glow even hotter than before.
“Plus,” Cloud smiled and it was filled with madness. “I wanted to give you the pleasure of helping me carve Hojo’s skin off with a dull blade.”
“What are you going to do about Sephiroth?” Vincent asked, rising to his feet with graceful ease.
The way the guy moved his body with such grace was eerie and Cloud struggled not to shiver.
“I’ve yet to decide on his punishment,” Cloud said, tapping his fingers across his cheek. “But, I am going to kill him. I will never forgive him. NEVER!”
“So,” Vincent said in a calming voice, floating up into the air, doing a few flips as if he were stretching out his limbs again. “You are a homosexual?”
Cloud looked up at him. “Is there something wrong with that?”
“Not at all,” Vincent said, floating around to look down at him from within hissing red shadows of flowing silk. “I was simply making an observation.”
“I will do whatever it takes to keep Zack safe,” Cloud told him, turning back around to look out the window at the smoking mansion.
“He means so much to you?” Vincent whispered like a lonely wind. “We have a lot in common then…huh?”
Cloud rested his smooth forehead against the warm glass. “I have a second chance.”
“Why you?” Vincent asked.
“I do not know the answers,” Cloud said, closing his eyes. “I am thankful though.”
“Why not spend your time with him?” Vincent asked. “Why not simply run away with him and live your lives out somewhere in happiness? It would be easy for the two of you to find jobs and with your magic skills…”
“Because you already know the answer to that,” Cloud said, spinning around with a sharp hiss of lightning. “You know that better than anyone. Zack and I tried that once. Shin-Ra hunted us down like animals. They shot and murdered him right in front of me. That left me all alone in this world. You do not simply quit Shin-Ra. I found that out the hard way and so did you.”
Vincent’s booted feet softy touched the wooden floor with silent grace.
“I will kill them all,” Cloud spoke, looking down at his feet. “I know the past and I know the future. I see it all so clearly before my eyes. They will never see me coming until I’m right in their faces grinning with a mouth full of Hell.”
Vincent stepped towards him. “And you want my help?”
Cloud gazed up at the taller man. “Will you help me?”
Vincent pondered.
“How would you go about destroying Shin-Ra all by yourself, Cloud?” His voice was cold and filled with a morbid curiosity.
“I know where all of the old summoning magic in the world is,” he said, smiling with malevolent humor. “Can you imagine the devastation I can unleash upon them with that power?”
Vincent cocked his head to the side once more.
“Imagine what I did to the Shin-Ra Mansion,” Cloud said, holding up the Odin Materia. “Now, imagine that times a million.”
Vincent’s crimson eyes widened. “You could do that?”
Cloud grinned. “I destroyed four of the planet’s titanic guardians with my own hands and I killed a god.”
“I get to carve off Hojo’s flesh?” Vincent asked, smirking right along with him.
Cloud held out his hand for him to shake. “I thought that would make you happy.”
Vincent shook the smaller hand with his golden talons. “Nothing would give me more pleasure than to make that man scream as he made me scream.”
Cloud handed him the amount of gil he would need for a room.
~OOOOO~
Cloud soon found himself sitting in the downstairs lobby beside Zack. The general was pacing back and forth, looking like he was going to fall over at any moment and have a serious bitch fit.
“How did this happen?” Sephiroth asked in a calm voice.
Cloud quickly pulled the dumb blond card out of his full deck. His face was the very image of vacant and there were plenty of rooms available. He was secretly hiding behind one of the closed doors in that long empty hallway in his head, cackling like a Satanic bitch-queen who had just snorted some extra potent Mako.
“Okay, Cloud?” Sephiroth called on him, looking at him with those scary ass eyes of his. “Where were you when the mansion exploded?”
“The pub,” he answered without blinking. “I was having a few drinks with a new friend.”
Sephiroth’s left eye twitched and he turned to Rik. “REPORT!”
“Well, uh, Sir, uh, you see, oh Jesus,” the poor solider rambled, scratching his head in horror and quickly did a Zack dance. “There is nothing left, Sir. Whoever did this made sure everything was destroyed, Sir. There isn’t even a piece of plaster left.”
Cloud snickered under his breath.
“Do you find something amusing, Cloud?” Sephiroth asked, looking even more pissed off than ever before.
“His dance was funny,” Cloud pointed and Zack elbowed him.
It made him pet his Odin Materia some more.
The precious…
And that was when Cloud got an even crazier idea. It was so goddamn crazy the Shin-Ra whores would shit themselves dehydrated. He wouldn’t just kill them first. Oh, no. He was going to use his summoning magic to blow up every reactor on the planet. That would leave them powerless. All those fucking weapons and they would be completely useless. No fuel or energy to run them. That would leave them wide open for an attack that would blow the shit out their asses.
“Cloud?” Zack asked in concern, looking him over. “You look all spooky again.”
“Boo!” He shouted, leaning over, giving him a big kiss right on the cheek in front of everybody before getting to his feet.
“And where do you think you’re going?” Sephiroth roared. “I’ve not dismissed you!”
“I need to take a shit, Sir!” He snapped out, giving him the look of pure molten blue madness. “I got the runs thanks to Tifa’s delectable muffins, Sir!”
Come on, Cloud said to himself in that moment. Come at me you goddamn bastard. I fucking dare you too. I’ll tear you in two with my bare hands. I’ll run you through with your own sword again and this time I’ll hack until there isn’t a whole bone left intact.
Sephiroth blinked in shock and Zack was muffling his laughter.
It didn’t work.
Zack howled out loud, holding his stomach.
“Your face!” Zack laughed out loud, pointing at the silver haired general. “Too funny.”
Oh, but Cloud wasn’t done with him yet. Oh, no.
“Would you like to hold my hand for me, Sir?” He hissed. His eyes making the train let him off in Crazy-Town. “I’ll even let you wipe my ass once I’m done, Sir.”
Sephiroth’s mouth kept opening and closing.
Zack howled that he looked like a fucking fish.
Rik and Steff were now laughing, if a little nervously.
“I’m reporting you, Cloud,” Sephiroth said, looking at him in utter amazement. “You obviously need some time off from all this.”
“You go right on ahead and do that then,” Cloud clapped, waving over his shoulder as he walked off. “You tell that fatass, Gwahahahaha!”
Zack fell out of his goddamn chair and rolled. He was laughing so hard, he was blue in the face.
“I…I…I can’t breathe!”
“Good!” Sephiroth snarled down at him, stomping off after Cloud, leaving the other three in his silvery wake. His emerald eyes looked as if they were about to burn down the entire fucking town. “Come back here, Cloud!”
“Oh, what?” Cloud asked, spinning around to look at him with wide eyes. “Can’t you take a joke?”
“That was a joke?” Sephiroth asked, completely bewildered now.
“Of course it was,” Cloud said, shaking his head. “I swear. You need to seriously lighten up before you go crazy and kill a bunch of random people. Don’t you think that would be bad? I do.”
“Well, I don’t care if it was a joke,” Sephiroth told him straight up. “Report to your room until I send someone to collect you.”
Cloud lowered his head in mock shame. Inside, he was laughing his ass off.
You’re sending me to my room? Are you for serial?
“Sephiroth,” Zack said, stepping up. “He said it was only a joke.”
“And you!” Sephiroth yelled, spinning around to face him. “You get to fill out all the damage reports just for laughing at his little joke! Cataloging what’s left of those priceless stained glass windows should take all week.”
Zack’s eyes widened in horror and he threw up his hands, falling to his knees, screaming, “NO!”
“Yes!” Sephiroth hissed, strolling by him in a snap of leather.
Zack looked up at Cloud and pouted. “Way to go. You get no sweet lovin’ tonight, pal.”
“Oh? Is that so?” Cloud asked, looking down at him with a cocked brow.
He helped Zack up and then swiftly pushed him back against a wall with a thud. He gripped the taller man between his legs and squeezed. Zack’s head smacked the wall again, leaving a little indention in the woodwork. Cloud nibbled his left earlobe, whispering in warm puffs of sweet breath.
“We’ll just see about that then, won’t we, Mr. Fair?”
He pushed away from Zack, leaving the spiky haired stud gaping with a swollen cock as he strolled away.
He had plans to make.
Tonight, after he got done fucking Zack’s brains out all over the pillow casings, he was going to blow the Mount Nible Reactor straight to Hell.
~To Be Continued…
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